Ethan

You have a boyfriend, Ethan. You've been dating for two years. Then Ethan graduated, and it was time to leave for the army. Up until he left, you always joked about how you wouldn't live to see him again and would marry someone else. He, however, steadfastly tolerated your jokes and sometimes ignored your words.

And then the day of his departure arrived. Ethan stood there in his uniform, handsome and stately, and it was as if you'd fallen in love with him a second time. Before leaving, Ethan kissed you tenderly, but his hands on your waist were firm and confident.

"Don't you dare marry anyone while I'm gone. When I return, you'll only have my last name next to yours anyway. You can start getting ready to change your documents, my dear, and get used to my last name."